The Crow & The Shadow (Nyx de Riva/Lucanis Dellamorte)
The Talon & His Star (Nyx de Riva/Viago de Riva)
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Nyx 'Rook' De Riva
Age: 28
Pronouns: He/him
Sexuality: Demiromantic, pansexual
Class: Mage
Shipped with: Illario Dellamorte, Viago de Riva, Lucanis Dellamorte, Other Rooks
History (TW: Slavery/SA mention):
Nyx was born on the outskirts of Tevinter to a Dalish elf and a Tevinter soporati. They were making their way to Arlathan Forest to join the Veiljumpers when slavers caught their scent and hunted them down. His mother was killed and his father barely escaped, but he left behind his child, still in his partnerβs arms. Nyxβs original name was Ven'arla. He was only two when he was captured by slavers and sold off to the highest bidder, Danarius. Nyx was abused physically, mentally, and sexually throughout his childhood. His magic was discovered at age four, to where Danarius took even more of a βspecial interestβ in him.
When Nyx turns six, a few elvhen slaves plan an escape. Afraid for their lives and unable to wield weapons, the adults and teens recruited Nyx into their escape attempt as someone to protect them with his magic. At this point, Nyx had little training, but could still control it to some extent. They made it out of the city, but Danarius and his guards caught up to them quickly and cornered them in an abandoned building. When Nyx realized Danarius was among the guards, he grew frightened. The other slaves yelled at him to kill Danarius and when Nyx tried to use his magic, it backfired and shot straight through his body and into three slaves behind him. No one knows how Nyxβs body was able take all that concentrated lightning, but he survived while the other ones hit by his magic perished. This accident left Nyx scarred and unable to walk for months afterwards.
Soon after, Danarius leaves for Kirkwall and does not return. Rumors spread he died and his slaves were quickly rounded up and shipped out to different locations to be sold off. Nyx is among the slaves being transported through Treviso when Fenris finds them and kills the slavers imprisoning them. Once released, the slaves scatter, most of them scared of Nyx or refusing to even consider taking him. Fenris, left with an 8-year-old child, decides to contact the Crows. He meets Caterina and asks that she take him in and train him to become a Crow to avoid death on the streets. Caterina begrudgingly accepts Nyx. This is the first time Nyx meets Lucanis and Illario. Viago, being ten years older than him and still under Caterina's jurisdiction, is ordered to take Nyx under his wing. Viago and Nyx become attached at the hip with almost a sibling or even a romantic relationship (AU dependent).
Nyx doesnβt speak for the first few months during his time with the Crows, and many believe he is mute. Once he starts to thrive under the harsh training, he begins to speak to others. Nyx had the best training from Viago once Viago creates the de Riva house, and while he was bullied, his mentor chose Nyx as his protege. When Nyx is 17, he meets Illario Dellamorte, who begins to show interest in him beyond platonic. Nyx refuses his advances, as he doesn't want something shallow between them. They become fast friends. At 19, Nyx is sent out on his first contract alone, his final test before becoming a fully-fledged Crow. The mission goes sideways because Nyx grows cocky. He gets the kill, but not before the target slashed a knife across his face, catching his lip and leaving behind a nasty wound from his lip to his ear.
When he arrives back home, he gets berated by Viago and as heβs heading back to the de Riva estate, Illario catches him. Illario, thinking Nyx was severely injured due to being covered in blood, pulls him aside privately to make sure he was okay. After he patches up Nyx, they share their first kiss. Illario and Nyx get into a tentative relationship that involves a lot of secret meetings and fleeting glances. Two years into the relationship, Illario tells Nyx he was using him and breaks things off, leaving him devastated. He delves back into training and contracts to keep his mind off of everything.
A year later, Nyx takes a contract in Minrathous. The contract is for a slave owner and a mage. While sneaking in to kill him, he accidentally runs into a Shadow Dragon operation trying to free the targetβs slaves. After some hostility and questioning, Nyx agrees to help them free the slaves before he kills his target. The plan goes great and they free all the slaves; meanwhile Nyx kills his target flawlessly. The Viper, who was leading the mission, invites Nyx to join the Shadow Dragons. Nyx wants to, and informs Viago. After Viago agrees, on the condition that Nyx accepts all contracts that are in Minrathous, Nyx stays in Minrathous and joins the Shadow Dragons. He returns home a year and a half before Veilguard and thatβs where he gets into trouble with the Antaam and meets Varric.
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combo viarook sketch and viarook drabble/fic wip. sketch is self explanatory - fic is a moment that takes place pre-datv, wherein Marisol has just finished a job in Minrathous. as part of their extended backstory together and past together, when she has work in Minrathous she stays with @trash-nerd's Juno Mercar. so, vague mentions of rook/rook (aka juno/marisol aka junisol)
idk if i'll ever actually finish a writing thing but i have a lot of little drabbles that i do really like and would hate for them to never see the light of day so WIP wednesday posting it is! and i think the actual way i imagine marisol/viago is a lot more morose than how i draw them lmao.
enjoy
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"Business in Mirathous?" She tries to keep her voice neutral as she removes the large worn overcoat and drapes it over a chair. Taking off her hat, her golden hair spills out from where it had been tucked under and she shakes her head and runs her hands through it. She glances at Viago from under her fringe, seeing him - wound tight like a bowstring, trying to appear casual as he leans against the edge of the bed across the room. "Or, is it pleasure you're seeking?"
She doesn't wait to see if he took the bait - what is she doing? - and she sits to remove her boots.
"The contract was supposed to be completed two days ago, Sole."
Marisol feels a shiver up her spine - there's fury in his voice, barely contained, and...more. When she looks at him, his face is a neutral glare - unreadable as always. But the line of his shouldersβ¦the way his gloved hands twitch even as he has his arms folded across his chestβ¦
Legs crossed to untie the laces of her other boot, she stares at him from under long lashes. "The mark got delayed - according to the innkeep, it seems his carriage broke a wheel on the journey. He only just arrived this morning." Barefoot, she pads across the room to her pack to pull out her own loose tunic.
Viago's silence is loud enough to be an answer. She knows it means he recognizes that she has vaild reasoning for being late, but there's still something simmering there - something unprofessional, something more attached than he would ever admit out loud.
With her back to him, "So, how is Teia?", she hopes her tone sounds more unaffected than she feels. She hates the stone that's developing inside of her, the heavy weight of jealousy, of feeling like she's becoming more and more a stranger in that once warm place.
She hears Viago make a non-commital sound, a grunt that betrays an underlying frustration.
Oh. I see.
Marisol looks over her shoulder with a smirk, sees him push away from the bed and take a step towards her.
Heat, tension.
Desire.
She can't help it, "Vi - if Teia's kicked you out again and you need some relief, there are brothels closer to home than Minrathous."
He stills, staring at her - his eyes harden, shoulders set. A rebuke, perhaps? Sitting in his mouth, about to spill out?
Marisol huffs a breath, turning away from him to pull at the laces of the over sized trousers she had borrowed from Juno. She only has to loosen the slack a fraction, and the waistband uncinches, the fabric pooling at her feet.
His voice right behind her ear shouldn't surprise her - 'He's trained you better than that, Sole, dammit' - but she barely manages to stop her body from jolting at the sudden timbre of him drifting over her shoulder.
"Who did you stay with last night?" His breath is hot on the back of her neck, and she can feel it even through her thick hair. Heat is radiating off of his whole body, a familiar warmth just an inch away from her back.
She looks down at the buttons of Juno's loose shirt that's hanging off of her, and watches as her hands, unsteady, begin to undo each one. "A friend," she answers. "One of my contacts here."
It's not a lie, even if Juno might be something more than a friend, more than a contact.
Marisol isn't sure what he is.
Viago's gloved fingers pull, very slightly, at the worn hem of the shirt she's wearing. Idly running along the frayed edges. His nose is in her hair, at the back of her neck, but otherwise he's not touching. Justβ¦almost touching.
"The kind of friend who would lend you his clothes, it would seem," he says, and his voice is rough. He breathes deep, inhaling her, and before she realizes it she's reached up to gather her long hair in one hand and pull it over her shoulder β to bare the top of her spine, the flesh of her skin, to him. He doesn't back up or move to accommodate this, and her the back of her hand brushes against his lips, his moustache, his beard.
She feels the contact through every cell in her body.
And, judging by the sharp intake of breath she hears behind herβ¦
He's kissing her neck, but not kissing it. Breathing against her skin that she so readily gave him β submission.
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ALSO a quick Ossuary Lucanis while I continue to wonder how the armour would fit him at that point (main issue is figuring out how the leather material sits on his body)
I commissioned the incredible @beemot to draw my cocky, sexy, and just a little bit tortured Vampire Lucanis from my Rookanis fic Thirst. (Hopefully I'll be able to post it soon!)
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